His Still Small Voice by A Woman Assigned

from June 6, 2015 —  Beloved, I want you to come and sit and write My words.  Hear Me this day. Hear My Righteous Decree. I, the Lord God who sits on the throne in heaven, Creator of ALL things, declare this day that they who have made their abode in Me shall see their inheritance. It is a rich inheritance, goodly things, godly things, the riches of the highest heavens made available this day.  You have bombarded heaven with My words, My holy writ, words that I cannot dispel and can no longer ignore. I said in My word that man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God. That was written for My nation of kings and priests, a covenant with My sons and daughters. 

From February 23, 2014 My daughter, listen as I speak. Yes, I am risen up to punish the inhabitants of this earth. My church, My own children speak and behave blasphemously toward Me, God, Jehovah, Most Holy. Am I not a holy and righteous God? Should I not desire a people the same? Is sinfulness and revelry and drunkenness with the wine and fornications of this world in My image? Surely not, I say. Yet My people turn a deaf ear to My pleading, My yearnings, My calls to them. They quiet My voice with all their busyness. EVERYTHING is so much more important than Me, and My words to them. Oh, My precious promises contained within Myself ready to distribute to a people who would just obey, obey, obey My words, My instruction, My commands. Yes, beloved you have entered in.